Breathe Easy, You've Found Me ((HUGS))

People will wonder why this blog is needed, why minority midwifery student? It's very simple actually; I was looking for this blog...but I couldn't find I created it. We all have unique experiences, and every experience, every story, can help someone else. I am a black girl from the hood at an ivy league professional school. That, alone, is reason enough to write. Somebody was looking for this blog. Someone wanted proof that what I'm doing can be done - even when you come from where we come from.

To that person especially, WELCOME.

Monday, December 22, 2008

Starting Over

This is our FIFTH across-states move in the eight years we've been married. That's a lot of starting over. And over. And over. It's one thing to move a lot (which we also do) but to move hundreds of miles away is a beast of a different kind. We moved here by airplane, so you can imagine how very little we came with. I mailed my books before we left, but that was about it. We accumulated an apartment's worth of stuff over the last two years and now I am faced with sitting a small fortune's worth of stuff out near a dumpster. This includes a 27inch tv that the pawn shop wont take because all the TVs are being switched to the digital thing in couple months. A tv, a kitchen full of appliances that I actually like, a table and four chairs, a sofa bed, a sofa chair, and everything else a house takes to function like dishes and lamps and electronics... all outside, in the snow, wasted. Some of the items I think we will try to take to a local good will, but we have so little time and so, so much to do I don't know if it's gonna happen. I should make a commitment to make it happen. sigh.

I'm tired of starting over. I want a house, to sit in, to stay in, to live in for the next decade. No more moving. No more cramped studio apartments. No more packing my life into two suitcases and a box. No more buying furniture and then giving it away or selling it for dirt cheap. When we moved in we said we weren't going to get a lot of stuff because we knew this day would come. But still, there's a lot here. Where did it all come from?

Anyway, back to packing.



deb said...

I have to laugh. I truly think things multiply when we are not looking! I hope you find a wonderful house-and know that you will make it your HOME.

I hope you will keep blogging as well!

Have a great trip-stay warm and safe.


Anonymous said... is your friend! I got rid of tons of stuff this way during my last move.